Buffy sat crying in the middle of the cemetary whiping her runny nose, and tears with her leather jacket sleeve. She sniffed and closed her eyes. She felt like she was worthless at the moment. Feeling like she just got her heart ripped out into pieces again she screamed and smashed a fist into a tombstone smashing it and sighed sniffeling. Yesterday she saw Angel for the first time in about a year and he was still the same evil souless rude vampire. He wasn't the carebear with fangs anymore like she used to love. But her heart was with James still. Oh how Buffy missed James. She ached when she wasn't with him and she hated when she wasn't with him. Being with him ment she was happy alot.

She pushed her bangs back into her ponytail and leaned her head back on the broken tombstone. why does this always happen to me she said to herself. She ripped off the silver cross that Angel had given her back when she was in High School and she took a quick look at it and chucked it across the cemetary hearing it cling against a tall pine tree. Right now, all Buffy wanted, was her boyfriend James, or her best friends Willow, Xander, and Zoey. Perhaps even Riley but he was probably off being busy with Zoey.

She knew that there was still hope whenever she saw Riley and Zoey together. It gave her the feeling that she could still find true love, and she really loved James. The cute little werewolf kind of like Oz was before he left Willow back in Sunnydale.